Beset a Clear Moonlit Night
Beset a clear moonlit night
Aloneness
Warm, comforting, like the slow rise of a sleeping child’s belly
Between fence and dream, both showing signs of decay
Shadows cast, embroidered in grass, of this generation and the next
There is no prettier landscape than one that is dying
The canvas is black and still, no star only satellite
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